PFatmos

3rd week in a row and i am once again not on the apocalyptic isle.
I am wondering if this joke will ever disperse.

Tonight is my second weekend in a row and I am in Halkida city.

I think I am feeling like a teenager.

My mouth speaks faster than my thoughts some times and my heart feels more than I thought could be tangible in the last hours before the lights threw up from underneath the earth and from the mountains in the distance. A morning wind that blows and that soft light from a sun not yet visible but still felt in the distance. Like eleftheria sings...

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